Hopeless love I gaze upon
or is it sweet and fair?
Many moods you flaunt
like royalty at play
flash flirtatious sunshine smiles
and revealing taffeta-yellow gowns,
easily traded for purity, unfeigned,
slip on forgiveness, easily gained
your changing hues entrap
with white, or beauty bright
you sing my heart an opera
whisper "take not love lightly".
Oh, sweet herald of springtime's breath,
for mystery unwavering,
such elegant enchantment
I seek to cast aside a winter-heart,
long to nestle, secure
in a nature gently generous -
whose flashing sidelong glances
blush seemingly just for me,
promise to tease not...
enraptured am I for
such a feast of passion rare.
Margaret Bednar, July 6, 2013
This is for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Transforming Fridays with Hannah - "Haunted Hearts". She gave us a feast for the eyes - Tulip fields of the Netherlands and a challenge to search our hearts for a Tulip's beauty...